The Adventure of the Kecapi
Chapter 133

"Huh...!"

Mo Li snorted and sneered. May it be just the shrewdness of the man called the Beggar's chief.

With still leaning the body of Hok Cu who is now also on his back carried as well as Kian Beng in Hua Li, this woman exerts energy and runs after, he said, because Hua Li had already escaped while trying to get Kian Beng away from that place.

At the moment Mo Li jumped over Kwe Ong's body, suddenly he let out a startled cry and almost fell over because suddenly a butut stick had grabbed his leg and when he jumped to dodge, the tip of the stick was pointed at both knees, and the third time to look even more up to the sensitive area.

Of course the female demon let out a voice of shock and pain, but she was good at not playing. His body jumped even higher, then swooped and his head down, his sword rotated to attack Kwe Ong who was just pretending to fall.

The beggar chief rolled and jumped to his feet while grinning widely even he stuck out his tongue at Mo Li like the ridicule of a child.

"Ha.ha...ha....! Mo Li, do you think I fall so easily by those dirty needles!" exclaimed Kwe Ong who then grabbed his clothes and some needles collapsed onto the ground.

"Bad!" mo Li's.

"Ho..ho....! next time send me clean needles to sew and patch my clothes, dear Mo Li!" exclaiming Kwe Ong who in a seductive tone Mo Li who deliberately mocked and teased to provoke the anger of the Poison Monster Female Devil, and he managed to distract the female demon so that it could not catch up to Hua Li who had already run far.

The woman was furious, and looked at Kwe Ong sharply.

"Chairman beggar! All this time, there was no business between us and we didn't interfere with each other. But now, it seems that you are looking for the dead!" mo Li exclaimed who then moved his sword and fan, making a fierce attack.

The name of the fan contains angina and the sword forms a scroll of light that emits a strange fishy and fragrant smell because it contains a very evil poison.

"Heiiiii..."!" With a funny gesture Kwe Ong dodged while moving his butute stick.

"Tokk..tokk...tokk..!" ktok...!"

Repeatedly the butut stick, with its strange and funny movements, can fend off the fan and sword.

Kwe Ong's movements are strange, and sometimes seem stiff and irregular, but every time his body is threatened by a sword or fan handle, always the stick had come to his aid and fended off the opponent's weapons so powerfully that it contained such a powerful energy that Mo Li felt his hands tremble so violently that it made Mo Li very surprised.

Mo Li had heard a lot about the shrewdness of this Beggar Chief, but only now did he complain of intelligence. Kwe Ong was a wand player of all kinds.

Kwe Ong looked like a drunken man was treating a stick in a fuss, but amazingly, wherever Mo Li's sword and fan struck, Mo Li struck, always the two weapons meet the end of the stick that fends off strongly.

And the counterattack from the other end of the stick struck unexpectedly - two to two - several times Mo Li was shocked and had to jump high back to avoid himself.

After they competed for a dozen moves, Mo Li knew that the level of intelligence of his opponent was indeed high and should not be made to play. At least, the level of this Beggar King was not below it, and in the state of holding Hok Cu, it was not easy for Mo Li to defeat Kwe Ong.

"Ha.ha...ha..! if besides being more beautiful, you are getting smarter! However, the boy on your back is interfering with your movements. What if that kid you put me first? Let me hold and fight you. Then it's exciting. And I don't refuse to be the girl's teacher!" kwe Ong.

"Chairman beggar! today I have no time to serve you, let another day I want to test to where your intelligence is. Let me see if you have three heads!" mo Li yelled, pointing his sword at the old beggar.

"Well.ha..ha...!" the laughter of Kwe Ong fumbled his face and head in a playful style.

"Basic fucker!"

The woman scolded and both her hands moved quickly. Spattered needles and nails towards the body of Kwe Ong with dozens of stems.

Kwe Ong did not dare to mess around again in the face of the attack of a secret weapon from a female demon as poisonous as it was.

With a bother Kwe Ong turned his butute stick and jumped here and there to avoid the attack of small secret weapons that are very dangerous because they all contain deadly poison. and when he stopped moving and raised his face to look, it turned out that the woman had vanished.

Kwe Ong stopped his smile and he took a deep breath.

"Squeals! It's really dangerous for that woman!" exclaimed Kwe Ong who then left that place which is now becoming quiet again because the martial world leaders have since left that place.

The place on the banks of the Yellow River was again quiet as before disturbed by the presence of many martial world figures earlier. And the sun has gone up high.

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Meanwhile, on the edge of the city of Ceng Touw, there is a large and beautiful building, also inside there is expensive home furniture. But the house was far from the neighbors and had a large garden around it.

The house was famous by all residents as the home of Lord Tang, where there was only a woman who lived with her son named Tang Yuan.

What makes people reluctant and away from the house is because the Tang family consisting of only mother and child and a dozen male servants are famous as a family that has the knowledge of silat pretty high.

Even those who were light-handed, slightly hitting people, even if anyone dared to resist, would certainly die in a terrible state.

To the person in her martial will, the family was mainly her mother, better known for her cruelty, the hostess was none other than Mo Li

Mo Li was a widow who had only one child, a boy named Tang Yuan. And it turns out that he had a lover who was a young man named Sim Wu.

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